The Crossroad Inn

05:14 PM - Belladonna Baddass Visits The Farm
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Do you know the feeling when you finish a blog and are just about to post it... then the electricity goes out and you lose it all...

no recovery because you were just to stupid to save... well it's a horrid feeling.

Do I rewrite the blog or scrap it completely and write a new one on a completely new subject?

In this case i rewrote the blog...

So here it is

Well it was an exciting time at the farm indeed. in a space of one week we witnessed the arrival of four new goats, Belladonna and her adorable rugrats and Murphy.

i was reading the paper last week when i saw an advertisement of goats for sale. So I went out and added to my herd. I already had Midnight my adorable smelly billy goat and his wives Snowy, Curly and Dot.. The ladies are all angora cross goats and are all pregnant and ready to drop their kids any day now. snowy is Queen goat and leads the others into trouble all the time.

don't ever say Goats are dumb.. they know the blue bucket is their feed bucket and they ignore me when i bring the red water buckets down. They only had to see me get the feed from the feedshed once before I found them in the shed an hour later happily munching away on a weeks supply of grain...and they love getting into my orchard. They have worked it out really well and igured if they get under the fence into the neighbours paddock in one spot, then wander up a bit, they can get back under the fence and now be in the orchard... all my little fruits are bitten off up to about 7 foot up the trees. I love watcing them getting the ants out of the ant mounds. We have huge ant mounds about a metre tall and the goats climb up them and dance down them again, really tearing the mound up as they dance down.. this exposes the yummy juicy ants for the goats to dine on. One goat dances and they all dine out.

Feedtime is fun.. the minute they see the blue buckets, i have a herd of horny goats running full boar at me in frantic starvation.... geez *rolls eyes and peers at dirty minded readers* I meant the horns that grow from the heads :)

I try and get the feed out while I dance around trying to avoid getting stabbed by a horn on the way through.


So that was my herd, when i rang the lady up who owned the goats in the paper, I odered three little girl Boer Goat does. They are too young to mate yet so midnight has to behave himself for a few more months. The new girls are called *Dora* (black and white) because she is an explorer, *Toffee* (toffee and white) her name needs no explanation and *snickers* who is a brown, tan and white goat who looks like she has been dipped in a vat of chocolate.. hence why she is a snickers bar.

The lady offered me a little boy whether goat. He has had his bits snipped off and no one wanted him. she wanted him to go to a farm where he wouldn't end up as dinner. perfect for us. brodie has himself a little pink goat. He called it Glen of course.. what else would brodie call something... after all his rooster is called Brodie glen.. what can i say.. the boy loves his name .. I don't know what Glen snr thinks of having a deballed pink goat as his namesake...Glen is a pink colour because he is  a sanaan cross goat which gives him the pink tinge


The new goats are skittish, the people who owned them didn't interact much with the goats at all... unlike here at the farm where everything is "pets".


When the girls have their kids i will start milking them... goats milk is excellent for asthma which my kids get so slowly I will replace their cows milk with goats milk.. I think i will even attempt to make cheese and yoghurt out of the milk products too...

Then there was the farms first real visitors...mum and dad don't count because they are family lol

I drove down to Brisbane to pick belladonna up from her daughters place and actually made it in one piece. I couldn't remember the last time I had been out driving by myself without at least one of my children attached to the back seat so i really enjoyed the drive. The only thing that was missing was my mp3 player blaring out Nickelback for me to sing along too.

The first thing that struck me about Belladonna when I met her was how her pictures don't do her justice. She is so pretty. The second thing that struck me was she was just about as tiny as me. The third thing that struck me was our shared sense of wicked insane humour. Then I struck her, with the boot lid of the car, being my normal clumsy self and trying to stuff belladonna in with the luggage. Dang ..beating my guests up before we even get to the farm.

When we arrived at the farm my tribe piled out of the house and excitedly lined up to greet the visitors and from that minute on it was madness. 7 rambunctous noisy children and one adorable loving Zach.


Bella's kids are sweethearts.. Zach is so special.. I don't think anyone could meet Zach and go away from the experience without a little burst of happiness in their hearts... Zach is everything magic and worthwhile about this world. Kody is a sweet little man.. many a time he had me grinning at his "grown up" outlook and mannerisms and serious way of looking at life. Then there was my future son in law, Cailean.... As soon as Shayla feasted her eyes on him, she decided she was marrying him...... what can i say, she likes older men.. so Bella and I spent our first night organizing the future dowry.. we settled it down to five goats, three turkeys, two ducks, six laying hens and a rooster.


I took Bella to the local pub while she was here and introduced her to the locals... her comment to me when we got back in the car... "I came all this way for you to introduce me to a dude that wears his ponytail on the front of his head". This cracked us up as one of my mates Guy is a real aussie character. He is very buddha-esque with a huge belly and a wild mane of curly black hair... which just happened to be tied up in a ponytail at the top front of his head....I told her it wasn't so bad.. at least he didn't come out and greet us wearing his usual purple sarong skirt....trust me..it's scary...


I think we both would have liked to spend longer at the pub but I was driving and we were a tad worried about leaving Glen at home with extended tribe.


We spent the whole time laughing and talking.. I have never gotten along so well with someone .. it was amazing, she finished my sentences and vice versa and was usually thinking the same wicked things I was thinking.. when i was creating the honeymoon blog pictures she was with me all the way and actually "got" where I was going with it...we have similar personalities and thoughts on various subjects...we had a ball of a time and my sides are still sore from laughing constantly.


It rained while they were here and we don't have a vehicle that can take everyone so we spent most of the time here at the farm.. a tad boring for the kids but great for us...The kids still enjoyed themselves wandering around the farm and visiting the animals in all the slosh.

Belladonna witnessed Murphy coming to visit when Glen didn't get paid last week because the government says he still owns a house that he never owned..*rolls eyes* and then again when i went and ordered my usual order of southern friend chicken drumsticks and got wings instead....


The visit was over all too quickly.. I'd love to have Bella move back to Queensland so we could visit more often... when i got back from dropping her off down in Brisbane the house seemed so empty.. even with all my kids still here.. The best thing about Bella is how real she is.. what you see is what you get. no fakeness or falseness and that is why I think we got along so well.. we are both straight up front people.. we just have insane senses of humour.....

So my first ever Myspace meeting went fantastically well..... I miss them all so much and can't wait to do it all again... I think I will introduce her to Mitch next time she comes up .. when he is rolling drunk and running aorund in his leopard skin undies..... haha Bella .. you thought Guy was bizzare